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In the manor upstairs, Ye Jue calmly savored the tea in his hands.
"President, I've just received word from below that the eldest daughter of the Chi family has arrived," his assistant said softly.
"Mm, noted," Ye Jue replied, nodding slightly, a barely perceptible smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Then let’s head down."
He slowly rose, adjusting his exquisitely tailored suit. The deep-set sparkle in his peach blossom eyes glimmered beneath the golden frames of his glasses.
With steady steps, he made his way downstairs, followed closely by a group of formally dressed attendants with serious expressions.
"Look! Look! It’s President Ye!" someone suddenly exclaimed with excitement.
"Really? President Ye is here!" others turned to look, their eyes filled with surprise and anticipation.
"Oh my gosh, he’s so handsome!"
Ye Jue smiled as he nodded to those around him. His presence was like a dazzling star, instantly capturing everyone's attention and becoming the focal point of the event.
He cast a casual glance around but did not spot Chi Mu Jiu among the crowd. The hint of expectation in his eyes faded slightly.
Didn’t they say the eldest daughter of the Chi family was coming? Where is she?
The assistant respectfully replied from behind, "President, the lady beside Young Master Yang is the eldest daughter of the Chi family."
Ye Jue turned his gaze toward Yang Mingze and saw a stunning woman sitting next to him.
The woman was exquisitely made up, her striking features undeniably beautiful, but she was not the one he had encountered on the plane.
Is she really the eldest daughter of the Chi family?
Ye Jue frowned slightly, recalling Chi Mu Jiu's earlier question. A hint of intrigue sparked within him.
A faint smile curled at the corners of his mouth as he pondered the underlying intrigue of the situation.
"Is there a problem, President? Should we bring her in?" the assistant asked cautiously.
"No, let's wait a bit longer. Besides, Ah Ze seems quite interested in her," he replied.
As soon as Ye Jue finished speaking, Yang Mingze waved at him. Ye Jue nodded in acknowledgment but had no intention of approaching. He knew this guy well; he didn’t want to be a third wheel during the flirting.
Soon, several heirs from prominent families gathered around, eager to exchange a few words with Ye Jue. However, he showed little interest and merely let his assistant engage in conversation while he prepared to head upstairs. Just then, a stunning beauty in a purple gown walked through the entrance.
It was Zhi Mu Jiu.
She wore a light purple off-shoulder gown adorned with delicate crystals that sparkled like a dream. The skirt cascaded down like a waterfall, swaying gently with her every step, each movement exuding an elegant rhythm. A matching silk ribbon cinched her waist, perfectly accentuating her slender figure. Her skin was as white as snow, and a few strands of hair brushed softly against her cheek, adding to her allure.
Her features were exquisitely delicate—her brows like painted arcs, her eyes resembling stars, and her lips akin to cherries. She looked like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting, breathtakingly beautiful.
As she entered, her graceful figure and noble demeanor instantly drew the attention of everyone present like a magnet. For a moment, no one knew whether to look at Ye Jue or Zhi Mu Jiu first.
After seeing Zhi Mu Jiu, Zhi Qiyun stood frozen in shock, her face reflecting disbelief and astonishment. Her finely crafted features twisted slightly in surprise.
What was going on? Hadn’t the spies she sent to follow Zhi Mu Jiu reported that she was abroad?
Who was this? Why were there so many mysterious figures tonight?
So beautiful! That figure is truly enviable.
She must be the eldest daughter of the Zhi family—a quintessential Eastern beauty!
The surrounding socialites whispered among themselves. Their hushed conversations intertwined in the air like a subtle symphony.
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